Social Networking: All the [Source of My] Rage These Days

One of my great friends said recently: “come over to myspace so i can twitter your yahoo until you google all over my facebook.” I think that about sums it up, right? There used to be a place I could go and speak freely about what was on my mind mostly anonomously in cyberspace. NOW, it seems that I have to edit all of my posts to make sure I don’t offend my DAD? Or my BOSS? Or anyone that I would usually be bitching about in cyberspace. W-T-F, mate?!

Don’t get me wrong, I am HUGELY excited that I have been able to reconnect with some of my long-lost friends and met some really cool people, namely my very best friend Linz, on Mojo. However, when I got a request from my Grandma AND my dad on Facebook a couple months back, I started thinking about WHY I am still ON Facebook…And NOW I even have an estranged family member face-stalking me. SO, this begs the question, WHAT is a technologically savvy and super-networked girl supposed to do?
Last week, when I received a much dreaded message from the stalker, I made all of my videos on youtube private, changed my privacy settings on facebook to make myself all but unsearchable and then sat and stared at my screen for like an hour. I was just thinking, what am I DOING?! I’m driving myself crazy trying to privatize myself while still staying public? I mean really, I laughed at myself after doing all that because the only way for me to keep my business MY business would be to just delete my facebook profile, cancel my youtube account and go hide under a rock. This is HIGHLY unlikely, being that it’s pretty much the only way I stay connected with people. Heaven forbid we pick up the PHONE these days! I mean, does anyone even HAVE a phone anymore? If you have a PHONE, you might as well BE under a rock. If you don’t have an iPhone or a Blackberry, your social life is pretty much non-existent. Okay, maybe not, but you get what I’m saying.

I have to say that I’m hanging onto one last shred of dignity by completely avoiding Twitter. I mean, at least on Facebook you only see what I’m doing if you go out of your way to check. And the same goes for me. I only see what you’re up to if I CHOOSE to look at my facebook page. I get enough junk texting that I don’t need updates on when my friends are showering…

I guess my point in all of this is that although I think that social networking is a fabulous concept, it’s ruining my life at the same time. I mean, my ex husband actually cheated on me and left me because he reconnected with his ex-girlfriend on MYSPACE…back when myspace was all the rage. It’s hard to believe I actually met my husband in PERSON with no help from any social networking site!

So if you happen to meet me at some mojo event, I’m Xile. And if you’re offended by something I say on here, at least I have an opinion. I’d like to thank Mojo for giving me a place to be my cyber-self. And I’d like to thank my Grandma and my dad for NOT joining. HA!

Good day ya’ll.